In another life I think I would want to be an Irish writer. Several years ago I fell in love with the lyrical writing of Frank McCourt and now I’ve found another writer to fully explore.
I’d heard of Frank Delaney’s other books before but never found the time to pick them up and read them. Then one day, at B&N, I saw this book sitting there and I was fascinated by the cover of it. When I was a young girl I remember watching a movie about a blind horse jumper and the whole idea of a traveling show (not quite a circus) really appealed to me then and still lingers to this day.
What I didn’t realize, however, was the depths to which this book would go. Instead of a pleasant story about a fantastic performer this book explored politics, fear, betrayal and mixed in a healthy dose of a coming-of-age story in Benedict (Ben), the main character.
This book was a pleasure to read. The short chapters and constant diversions into learning about other characters and other places made me feel as if I was listening to a master storyteller at work.
However, I was still confused at times and plan on doing some research to find out what exactly was real and what wasn’t. In and of itself, it makes for some fantastic reading though and I enjoyed my introduction to Frank Delaney’s work.